‘HOMELESS AND HUNGRY’: THE SIGN HELD BY A HOMELESS WOMAN I TOOK IN, ONLY TO BE KICKED OUT OF MY OWN HOME THE SAME DAY

Looking back, I realized he had always been like this. I just hadn’t seen it through the haze of love.

The moment he had everything—my house, my job position after I went on maternity leave—he let his mask slip. He had no reason to pretend anymore.

“Breakfast?” I asked.

Carter barely looked up from his phone.

“If there’s something decent to eat.”

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